Chances Are

Chances are I took the wrong turn. Every time I had a turn to take. And I guess I broke my own heart. Every chance I had a heart to break. . And it seems I spent my whole life.

Wild As A Turkey

Well, I'm wild as a turkey, higher than a Christmas moon Empty as my wallet on a Sunday afternoon I come around too fast and I always leave too soon Ain't that what they all say? I come down from Memphis with a broken down Corvette A suitcase full of memories and a face you won't forget You say, "You'll never love me but the night ain't over yet.".

The Lovin' Cup

I got all night to remember you by. I got a half packed bag and a warmer night. Gonna love you, baby till the day I die. Don't worry. . It's just sometimes people get a little fed up.

The Letter

I meet some wild people out here. Those who are pretending and others more sincere. A few that out right scare me and ones I hold dear. I meet some wild people out here.

Stomp And Holler

Oh, little Johnny walked 'cross the border last night. Runnin' from the guitar store. He took a left [Incomprehensible] sittin' alright. And he ain't takin' nothin' no more, no more.

Long Way Home

Ramblin' boy you been around. From Dallas to the underground. High above and down below. Places I was scared to go. . You sang it loud in case they heard.

Little Rock

Wake up in the mornin'. Long and lean. Stoppin' at the corner. Cigarettes and gasoline. . Pulling down main street. Shifting through the gears. Rolling up that highway.

Knockin' Over Whiskeys

Hayes Carll. Trouble In Mind. Knockin Over Whiskeys. I keep knockin' over whiskeys. No one's laughing at my jokes. They got me spinnin' 'round in circles.

It's A Shame

The time has come, there is no second chance. Weve been drifting on an empty aching sea. You were the girl I never knew I wanted. I was the boy you hoped youd never see.

I Got A Gig

Eight line machine and a sailor's daughter Somethin' makes 'em crazy growin' up on the water Playin' for my supper six nights a week Hurricanes, Easter and New Years Eve Four tin walls now there ain't much left Lookin' like a homeless Cheers on meth Homer's in the corner, breakin' up a fight Good Lord, I hope I get paid tonight I got a gig, baby.

Hide Me

After all these years of runnin' 'round. Of flying high and falling down. Well, the time has come at last. To rest my heart and ease my past. . I'm gonna leave these blues behind.

Hard Out Here

Well, after all these years of running 'round. Always flying high and falling down. I gotta get back to the way I was. Gonna turn it all 'round just because.

Grateful For Christmas

Well, we'd all had to wake up. For the birth of our Lord. My folks and my brother in an '82 Ford. We pulled in a drive-way filled up with cars. Old aunts and old uncles, Lord, I see stars.

Girl Downtown

There's a girl downtown with freckles on her nose Pencils in her pocket and ketchup on her clothes She's a real nice girl, pretty as a plate The boys call her Katie when they ask her on a date And who knows Katie?.

Faulkner Street

The record player's scratchin' out an old and dusty tune On the front porch, on a Sunday, on an Arky afternoon We were lyin' 'round like gypsies, thinkin' 'bout goin' to town And Jimmy's drinkin' whiskey straight and lyin' in the shade Jamie's dancin' round the kitchen with a glass of lemonade Lookin' like an angel who's never gonna touch the ground.

Down The Road Tonight

Thrift store cowboys, five and dime junkies. Red dirt plowboys, asphalt monkeys. Holy rollers, signal callers. Truck stop angels, backstreet brawlers.

Chances Are

Chances are I took the wrong turn. Every time I had a turn to take. And I guess I broke my own heart. Every chance I had a heart to break. . And it seems I spent my whole life.

Bye Bye Baby

You laughed and called me lucky. For having you around. And you stepped up to the bar. And stated swaying. . The crowd all sang of failures. We drank another round.

Bottle In My Hand

Well, I followed my feet all across this land. A tune in my heart and a bottle in my hand. From the cold, cold East to the woods out West. Ain't no home, just lucky I guess.

Beaumont